Me too! It's like they have some secret place for Tumblr Master Gif makers D8soulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 05:27:18 UTC
John shivered upon the touch, closing his eyes before shaking out a sigh. His eyes were spinning, so dizzy from the blood rushing to his head, "Don't talk...to me like I'm some--" He swallowed hard and buried his face into the palm of of his hands, "...kid..." He sighed in relief when he thought that he was done and looked down at the ground, "Yeah. Why the fuck would I not be okay? Nothing hurts." He stood up and looked at his shirt, "Thanks." He didn't look at Dean, he just looked at his shirt, "Shit, no point of getting new shirt right?" He laughed it off as he then tried to move his wings, only to move them unevenly and have the weight make him tipsy before regaining his balance, "Holy shit--this...is going to fuck up my exocism..." He needed to master his wings soon, or else he wasn't going to last long here--or have enough to go back to LA.
Sorry for the delay! Was watching the new ep of Teen Wolf that came out. xDiustiviriJune 5 2012, 07:21:08 UTC
"Sorry, you're right, you're not a kid." And sometimes it was hard to forget that, with how young John seemed sometimes, and the instinct it brought out in Dean to want to protect him. "Right, course. Well, there you go." He said, smiling a little. "No problem. You know, they're pretty bad ass looking, bet the demons would shit bricks if they saw you like that." Dean said with a small grin.
"Yeah, I wouldn't bother with shirts if they're just gonna rip them up." Dean got up and headed into the kitchen, pulling open the fridge to grab out two beers, then headed back into the living room and handed John one of the cans before he popped his own and took a drink from it. "You can crash here for awhile, if you want. And by crash I mean sleep, not trash the place with your massive wingspan," Dean teased as he took another drink.
It's all cool! I thought you got bored of my RP is all. XDsoulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 07:45:50 UTC
John never felt this way towards anyone. No one ever took care of him. Everyone--well wanted him to stand the fuck up on his own and be his own soldier and army towards Hell. No one ever took care of him--ever. John never fucking suspected it would ever fucking happen to him at all, he had also given up.
"Shit they are, aren't they?" He pointed out, agreeing as he did a small turn to get a look at his wings. He didn't think that this would ever have an upside until now. "Thanks." He took the beer and looked over at Dean before taking a seat next to him, "..." He felt speechless, "...wait what?" He muttered before looking over at Dean, "You fucking serious?" John never had anyone take him in before, "Holy shit--what the--shit you're not a half angel shit--w..." John was fucking lost, why was Dean so nice to him? "You fucking--what the fuck are you?" Is how he thanked Dean before reaching out and giving him a hug--wow what? A hug? He quickly pulled away and cleared his throat, "I mean--shit uh...I think we say uh--shit thanks?"
Not at all! If I ever don't reply it's cause I'm asleep, not online yet or errands or something loliustiviriJune 5 2012, 08:12:19 UTC
The funny thing was, was that he saw some of himself in John. Saw this kid who had a shit life, had been dealt a bad hand but still tried to make use of it, still tried to do some good. Once or twice Dean had thought of giving up when he'd been younger, saddled with more than a kid his age should have ever been given. But he hadn't, in the end, though he'd been close. His brother was what had kept him from doing it, because if he put an end to it then there wouldn't be anyone to take care of him, god knows his father did a shit job.
"I'm just as human as you, I promise," he said with a small grin, amused that John couldn't seem to wrap his head around the fact that he offered him to stay here. He would have done it sooner, but he didn't want John to think he was taking pity on him. He wasn't, knew damn well John could take care of himself. But, really, he liked the kid and liked his company. It was nice to not be alone for once. He was surprised when John hugged him but he returned it easily, patting his back. "You're welcome."
Me too >_<;; pray do tell when my rps get out of hand or boring. >A<;;!soulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 08:21:16 UTC
John grinned and glanced over at Dean as he stood up, "Shit, should bring some pretty girls here and have a party or some shit." Of course when John usually said girls they were majority of half demons. "Too bad they are all at Papa Midnite's Night Club in Los Angeles..." He sighed, he knew that there were few around where they were but that didn't really matter since--well he really didn't care about them. He preferred Dean's company over any of them right now. They only made him feel shittier by telling him stories of how fucked up he was going to be and just how much Lucifer wanted to just take a lick at him.
"Don't know what the fuck I'll be now though--you think it'll disappear at all?" He asked as he took a sip of his bottle of beer and tilted his head to indicate his wings, "...Don't want to really free load off of you. I mean...I can still fucking live on my own but uh..." Wow he was going to sound really weak right now--fuck that. John don't. You don't like looking powerless right? It feeds Lucifer's hunger--don't--don--"Until
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I will~ but I think you're doing just fine right now. :DiustiviriJune 5 2012, 08:48:24 UTC
"You can help me, that's what you can do," he said, not wanting John to feel as if he wouldn't be able to do anything, even in this state. He knew what it was like to feel helpless, and he hated that feeling, despised and knew John had to be feeling that way now. "When I get a case, you can help me research it, for as long as you have the wings. And when I'm gone on a case, you can take care of my place for me." He didn't only hunt demons, there were other nasties out there that he got rid of and most times it took him out of town.
"You don't have to worry about paying me back, John, seriously. It's all good. Just keep yourself out of trouble, that's more than enough payment." Because truth be told he cared for John, had gotten to know him in the sort time they'd travelled together before they came here and Dean wanted to settle for awhile, take a break from the constant travel. It worked out well so far. "You can stay as long as you need to, I don't mind." He liked the company, at any rate.
;A; so happy to read that! DX You're an awesome rper! Don't want to bore you!soulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 09:01:10 UTC
John thought for awhile, "Shit as long as I have these wings, I'll learn how to use them so that I'll be fucking useful to you Dean." He didn't like being like this, just being a sit home--"Not a wife like your car." He laughed before taking a seat upon the couch once again. He relaxed and looked over at Dean, "Sure." He nodded, hearing that he could stay as long as he needed to--though he knew, and he was sure that Dean knew. After this masochistic training he was putting himself through mentally and physically--and he guessed even socially, he was going to return to Los Angeles. He had to, that was where he belonged. The Hell he saw was of Los Angeles, and it was where he was supposed to end up in.
John took a sip of his beer before leaning against the couch, resting his cheek against the bottle before tilting his head, "You'd look good with wings too I bet." He grinned and pointed at Dean with the mouth piece of his beer bottle, "You wake up with fucking wings, I'll fucking do what you did to me. Clean it up for you." He laughed
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Baw, thank you!! Pffft, no boredom here, and if I do I'll just make up something for them to do xDDiustiviriJune 5 2012, 09:21:05 UTC
"Just don't push yourself too hard," he said, glancing over at the wings. He knew some day that John would leave, and really, he'd gotten too damn attached to the guy that he wasn't sure he would be okay after. Eventually, sure. But he knew he'd miss him. He was fun to have around. He could always visit he supposed, maybe, if a case took him out that far
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You're too nice! And you're welcome! I only speak the truth :)!soulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 09:35:05 UTC
John laughed when he was told that he wouldn't have smacked him in the face with his wings if he were to have had them, "Shit that was--shit you know it was a mistake." Damn it John, do you know just how silly you look right now? Smiling like a fucking idiot. Do you even see yourself? He fell silent when Dean told him that he was going to make it--god that meant a lot, those words. Those small words. He had never really heard them and for the first time in his life? He saw hope. "...god damn it Dean..." He whispered as he covered his eyes with the palm of his hand, only to sigh out from the touch of his wing, "Hah..." He felt his hand over his eyes shaking before smiling weakly, "Now you're doing that on purpose..." He glanced over as Dean ran his fingers down his feathers, "...feels nice..." It calmed the rough horse in John's mind. "Hmmm..." He hummed as he leaned against the couch, "...you're so cruel Dean..."
John didn't know why but god--, "You're fucking fucked up...making me like this--shit...since when...was I--an anti-social
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<333 I'll prolly go to bed soon, so if I don't reply I've gone to bed & will pick up tomorrow :D <3iustiviriJune 5 2012, 10:00:39 UTC
He paused for a moment but then kept going, kept touching and gently stroking the feathers as he listened to John. "I don't mean to be you know, cruel. I'm not." He knew he wasn't and he was sure John knew that too, but he felt it was time that John had someone there for him, too, this time around. And Dean wanted to be that someone.
It surprised him to hear that John was jealous of his brother and his expression softened as he moved a little closer. His fingers moved through the feathers, petting the wing gently, slowly, keeping up the attention. "You might not have, and, I would haved liked it I think having you as a shit ass little brother." He said with a small grin, keeping up the petting, stroking through the feathers with his fingers, carding through them. "No, I know I would have. I like you enough now and you're not. I would have done the same, if you were though." Gone to hell, gave up his life. He would have, he knew that.
:D OKAY! We all need sleepy >_< But--I'm really enjoying rping with you :D!soulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 10:15:02 UTC
John found himself leaning against Dean, chuckling weakly as he began to feel hot, "Though maybe...meeting you now is also part of...old man's plan.." John swallowed hard, feeling the stroke of each of Dean's fingers, leaning into it as he shuddered from the fingers just running through--god it felt amazing, "Shut...shut the fuck up. I wouldn't fucking let you go to Hell for me. Fuck that..." Both of them had already been to hell but god, if John had to choice--, "Wouldn't let you go to fucking Hell Dean." He glanced up, "You don't fucking deserve that--you self sacrifice...it means a lot you know...to the guy downstairs and to the old guy upstairs..." He leaned in, breathless before hovering his lip over Dean's, looking into his eyes, only to close them and just lean into rest his head into the crook of his neck, "...fuck...Dean...y-..you're fucking make me hot Dean..."
Sure John slept with many women of all race from humans to demons, but none of them really made him feel good. They just got freaky on the bed and done things that
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:D I enjoy playing with you too! In both our threads!iustiviriJune 5 2012, 19:10:57 UTC
"You don't deserve it either, John. You don't. You didn't deserve the shit life he gave you, and you shouldn't be punished for wanting to stop it." He leaned in a little more, nudging his head against John's. "You're a good guy, John, and that's gotta count for something upstairs." It just had to, or what the hell were they even doing? Hunting things and saving people.
"Just a guy, not much at all." He never had been, just a guy wanting to help people, protect his brother -- protect Jonh -- not much at all. His fingers burrowed a little further into the wings as he pulled John closer to him, shiftng on the sofa and nearly pulling the younger man into his lap. His free arm wound around his waist and teased the feathers hanging down, near the end of the wings at his back. "Yeah, I'm kind of attached to them myself," he said with a small smile as he turned his head and ventured to press his lips against John's cheek.
D//X Ahhh you flatter me >x< no one really tells me that, they ignore my John since--well he's newXDsoulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 21:18:49 UTC
John leaned against Dean, feeling himself almost upon Dean's lap as he laughed, "Hey. Don't forget Dean. I'm a suicide..." He had to show Dean the reality, "For what the fuck I am, I deserved it...even if I didn't fucking want it and I could have avoided it---I didn't. I fucking took it." He closed his eyes shut and sighed out a quiet moan. This wasn't like John at all, having someone make him feel this good, "Shit..." He whispered as he shifted and leaned into Dean's lip upon his cheek, "This feels weird..." He whispered.
John never felt affection, sure he fucked around a lot but--affection? Never in any of them. Oh John, don't get addicted to it now. He found himself leaning down and placing his lip against the crook of Dean's neck, wanting to hide his face from Dean so that he didn't see his now reddened face. Though he was sure that he could feel just how hot his body was becoming, "Nmn...if you're attached to them...you should fucking get one too...tch...heh..wake up with wings..." He teased as he breathed heavily against Dean's
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Fff, well every new character has to start somewhere! People aren't good players after just 1 post.iustiviriJune 5 2012, 21:46:38 UTC
"I don't care," he said softly, the arm around his waist pulling him closer. "You don't deserve it, no one like us deserves it. People who hurt, do harm, kill innocent people, they deserve it. The fuckers we put down deserve it." Dean murmured quietly, fingers stroking through the soft wings, tugging just a little. Not enough to hurt but enough for John to feel it. "Weird can be good, too."
A low, soft groan escaped him as he tilted his head to the side, just a bit. "Maybe I will, who knows. Think I rather like 'em on you, though," he said, tugging at a few feathers for emphasis. A shiver rolled up his spine at the feel of warm breath against his ear and neck, lips parting to pant softly. "Probably," he murmured, a grin tugging at his lips, fingers against John's back splaying and pressing against his warm skin just a little.
True. >_<;; It's my first time playing outside of a rp group so it's iffy. XDsoulisfuckedJune 5 2012, 22:08:35 UTC
"You're fucking strange Dean." He weakly whispered, "Ahhmm..." He moaned out--oh shit. What? He closed his lips and whimpered from the way Dean's hands were tugging and touching closer to the root of his wings, "...shit...it feels fucking weird Dean..." He muttered as he breathed heavily against Dean's ear, whimpering from the touch as he leaned closer, his legs closed together as he leaned closer to Dean, "Fuck...you're tch...probably a pervert...?" He asked before swallowing hard and bit Dean's ear playfully, lightly tugging, "You fucking tease..." He smiled before letting go and flicking his tongue against the bite mark.
"You ever been with a guy Dean...?" He finally asked. John hadn't but he had been messed once with Gabriel and he never knew if that counted since--well that fucker was an Angel, and that was him fucking with John after he had come back from Hell. A test of sort. More like a fucking tease of sort. "...f-fuck--wait wait..." He muttered, instead of moving away, leaning to hide his face into the crook of Dean's neck, "
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"Yeah, I wouldn't bother with shirts if they're just gonna rip them up." Dean got up and headed into the kitchen, pulling open the fridge to grab out two beers, then headed back into the living room and handed John one of the cans before he popped his own and took a drink from it. "You can crash here for awhile, if you want. And by crash I mean sleep, not trash the place with your massive wingspan," Dean teased as he took another drink.
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"Shit they are, aren't they?" He pointed out, agreeing as he did a small turn to get a look at his wings. He didn't think that this would ever have an upside until now. "Thanks." He took the beer and looked over at Dean before taking a seat next to him, "..." He felt speechless, "...wait what?" He muttered before looking over at Dean, "You fucking serious?" John never had anyone take him in before, "Holy shit--what the--shit you're not a half angel shit--w..." John was fucking lost, why was Dean so nice to him? "You fucking--what the fuck are you?" Is how he thanked Dean before reaching out and giving him a hug--wow what? A hug? He quickly pulled away and cleared his throat, "I mean--shit uh...I think we say uh--shit thanks?"
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"I'm just as human as you, I promise," he said with a small grin, amused that John couldn't seem to wrap his head around the fact that he offered him to stay here. He would have done it sooner, but he didn't want John to think he was taking pity on him. He wasn't, knew damn well John could take care of himself. But, really, he liked the kid and liked his company. It was nice to not be alone for once.
He was surprised when John hugged him but he returned it easily, patting his back. "You're welcome."
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"Don't know what the fuck I'll be now though--you think it'll disappear at all?" He asked as he took a sip of his bottle of beer and tilted his head to indicate his wings, "...Don't want to really free load off of you. I mean...I can still fucking live on my own but uh..." Wow he was going to sound really weak right now--fuck that. John don't. You don't like looking powerless right? It feeds Lucifer's hunger--don't--don--"Until ( ... )
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"You don't have to worry about paying me back, John, seriously. It's all good. Just keep yourself out of trouble, that's more than enough payment." Because truth be told he cared for John, had gotten to know him in the sort time they'd travelled together before they came here and Dean wanted to settle for awhile, take a break from the constant travel. It worked out well so far. "You can stay as long as you need to, I don't mind." He liked the company, at any rate.
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John took a sip of his beer before leaning against the couch, resting his cheek against the bottle before tilting his head, "You'd look good with wings too I bet." He grinned and pointed at Dean with the mouth piece of his beer bottle, "You wake up with fucking wings, I'll fucking do what you did to me. Clean it up for you." He laughed ( ... )
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John didn't know why but god--, "You're fucking fucked up...making me like this--shit...since when...was I--an anti-social ( ... )
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It surprised him to hear that John was jealous of his brother and his expression softened as he moved a little closer. His fingers moved through the feathers, petting the wing gently, slowly, keeping up the attention. "You might not have, and, I would haved liked it I think having you as a shit ass little brother." He said with a small grin, keeping up the petting, stroking through the feathers with his fingers, carding through them. "No, I know I would have. I like you enough now and you're not. I would have done the same, if you were though." Gone to hell, gave up his life. He would have, he knew that.
"I won't," he murmured quietly, and he didn't.
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"Just a guy, not much at all." He never had been, just a guy wanting to help people, protect his brother -- protect Jonh -- not much at all. His fingers burrowed a little further into the wings as he pulled John closer to him, shiftng on the sofa and nearly pulling the younger man into his lap. His free arm wound around his waist and teased the feathers hanging down, near the end of the wings at his back. "Yeah, I'm kind of attached to them myself," he said with a small smile as he turned his head and ventured to press his lips against John's cheek.
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John never felt affection, sure he fucked around a lot but--affection? Never in any of them. Oh John, don't get addicted to it now. He found himself leaning down and placing his lip against the crook of Dean's neck, wanting to hide his face from Dean so that he didn't see his now reddened face. Though he was sure that he could feel just how hot his body was becoming, "Nmn...if you're attached to them...you should fucking get one too...tch...heh..wake up with wings..." He teased as he breathed heavily against Dean's ( ... )
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A low, soft groan escaped him as he tilted his head to the side, just a bit. "Maybe I will, who knows. Think I rather like 'em on you, though," he said, tugging at a few feathers for emphasis. A shiver rolled up his spine at the feel of warm breath against his ear and neck, lips parting to pant softly. "Probably," he murmured, a grin tugging at his lips, fingers against John's back splaying and pressing against his warm skin just a little.
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"You ever been with a guy Dean...?" He finally asked. John hadn't but he had been messed once with Gabriel and he never knew if that counted since--well that fucker was an Angel, and that was him fucking with John after he had come back from Hell. A test of sort. More like a fucking tease of sort. "...f-fuck--wait wait..." He muttered, instead of moving away, leaning to hide his face into the crook of Dean's neck, " ( ... )
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